The Internship: Week One
This is my fifth, and I'm determined final, attempt at writing this blog. Welcome to Clarkston! I was getting frustrated because what I was typing just didn't sound right. It was what I wanted to say, but at the same time not what I wanted to say at all. And I promise better pictures are yet to come. I've been busy, so these are just snaps from my phone. But I have a nice nice camera that I WILL be using soon... so in the mean time enjoy these random snapshots. Last night, I went to Passion City Church (because I mean I'm here in ATL and that's where the Guesses, my summer hosts, go) and it hit me why my words didn't sound right, as Louie Giglio was speaking. The reason I wasn't happy with it was because it wasn't right. Why? Because I was telling MY story of the first week. And it's not my story at all. It's simply God's story. (Silly Alana thinking this was all her doing). And so here I am again, from a new perspect...